I stole this (can you steal quotes? maybe just fail to give attribution? what is plagiarism in the age of google?) from Stephen Elliot's Daily Rumpus.
Page 50 of The Anthologist by Nicholson Baker:
Page 50 of The Anthologist by Nicholson Baker:
You have some control over what comes before your mind—you can influence the influx by reading, or by looking through your old notes, or by going to movies, or by talking to people, and you can choose what room of the house or what corner of the yard to sit in, and you can choose to write before or after you've masturbated—this is crucial—and you can choose to tell the truth or not to. And the difficulty is that sometimes it's hard to tell the truth because you think that the truth is too personal, or too boring, to tell. Or both. And sometimes it's hard to tell the truth because the truth is hard to see, because it exists in a misty, gray non-space between two strongly charged falsehoods that sound true but aren't.
If you write your truth, and no one reads it, does it matter?
If you write your truth, and no one reads it, does it matter?
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